Titian Sacred and Profane Love [detail]

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Ah!" sighed the President.
Lord Roke climbed to the top of the desk so that he could see. In the naphtha lamplight there was a gleam of dark gold: it was a lock of hair, and the President was twisting it between his fingers, turning it this way and that.hair would he enough. This is ample."
"I'm very pleased to hear it," said the President. "Now, Brother Louis, you must return the locket to the good lady's neck."
The priest sagged faintly: he had hoped his task was over. The President placed the curl of Lyra's hair in an envelope and shut the locket, looking up and around as he did so, and Lord Roke had to drop out of sight.
"Father President," said Brother Louis, "I shall of course do as you command,"Are we certain this is the child's?" he said."I am certain," came the weary voice of Fra Pavel."And is there enough of it, Dr. Cooper?"The pale-faced man bent low and took the lock from Father MacPhail's fingers. He held it up to the light."Oh yes," he said. "One single